Chapter 115 What’s So Funny

A few hours later.

Mr. Hampson returned to the study room dejectedly. “Mr. Lenoir, you can deduct my salary.”

He had used almost all the servants and bodyguards he could mobilize in the villa the entire morning.

He had made various dishes and came up with dozens of excuses. He even tried to use the part-time worker’s wedding as an excuse.

But Cherise refused to eat after saying she would abstain from food.

Mr. Hampson couldn’t do anything.

Cherise was frighteningly stubborn.

Damien’s head hurt slightly. He massaged the bridge of his nose.

“Is there any news from Randall?”

“Yes.”

Mr. Hampson took a deep breath. “His plane has been intercepted, and he’s being transported here now.”

“Don’t transport him here.”

Damien let out a long breath. “Transport him to Garden Paradise.”

“Ask Jacob to come along.”

After that, he put down the things in his hands and rolled out of the study room.

In the bedroom.

against the bay window

happy and

fell silent when Damien opened the door.

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Blake.

low voice as

“Mm.”

the bay window and stood earnestly. “Dame.”

in the

“Mm!”

young teen left hurriedly. He was even considerate enough to

remained in

want

composed as he rolled his wheelchair to

still feel his strong demeanor that couldn’t

girl held her breath

the man’s wheelchair rolled

her

‘Gurgle’

her empty stomach started

laughed lightly.

flatten her lips and struggle to

course, it’s

raised his hands indifferently and stroked the top of her soft hair. “Who gave you the idea to use such a dumb way to bear

lips and said

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stomach. “You were sure I would feel

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